The tropical palm trees were looking pretty appealing on the sandy shores of Seaside Hill's Lost Palace race course. Several racers zipped by, the wind breeze helping speed them up, with Sonic taking the lead. Silver and Blaze were watching from the top of one of the orange checkerboard mountains to the north, overseeing the whole course and the bay spilling into the ocean.
"My, the racers sure look tiny up here," Blaze mentioned as she folded her arms.
Silver nodded his head in agreement, placing his hands on his hips. "Yeah. It gives you a new perspective on how big or small things are." He then rubbed the back of his head with his right hand. "Now I just wonder how huge all of Seaside Hill really is..."